The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

Amonlanc (Amonlanc), a beautiful and fertile land in the southwest corner of the Great Greenwood, the first and current king of the Great Greenwood, Orofel, chose this place as the capital of the entire kingdom.The palace built of white boulders is located on the top of the mountain. The palace is bright and atmospheric, and colorful flags flutter in the wind.The entire palace is divided into three parts. The front is the high, spacious and luxurious green tree hall, which is distributed with conference halls, rest halls, and armament warehouses. The ministers and the king handle state affairs here.In the middle is the bedroom of the king and his relatives, where the king himself and the prince are currently living.Walking through the dormitory is a beautiful garden, which is meticulously cared for by a gardener and planted with various beautiful flowers and plants.On the other side of the garden and the bedroom is the last part of the palace, the royal library, the royal martial arts arena, the royal hunting area...

Now, Svanil is following the court lady, Ms. Eden, stepping on the white steps towards the last block of this grand palace.The practical assessment before adulthood is much easier for female elves than for male elves.Most of the male elves are assigned to various patrol points in the green forest to conduct combat practice assessments. The Silvan elves are an elf race that is good at fighting. Every new fighter assigned to a combat mission is as excited as a chicken blood, God knows My younger brother heard that Sharon Inmud was envious when he was assigned to practice in the northern forest!Don't they think it's extremely dangerous?Compared with this, the practical tasks of the female elves are much simpler: the weaving department, the concert hall, the painting department, the crafts department... Svanil remembers that Joyce's practice before graduation was assigned to the Royal Library in the Great Green Forest , the daily tasks are sweeping the ground, organizing books, eating and sleeping, and after 10 years, I will graduate with honor!

Svanil followed the court lady who was walking in front, walked through the spiral staircases, and walked to the lower floor of the palace.She is still very curious about where she will work in the next ten years. Where will she be assigned?

"Miss Coffer."

"Ms. Eden."

"Does Miss Coffer like to drink?" Ms. Eden asked as she walked.

"Uh... I don't really like it." Sivanyir looked at Ms. Eden.

Ms. Eden was noncommittal, "Do you know how to drink?"

Svanil suddenly had a premonition, could it be...

Before Svanil could answer, they had passed through layers of spiral stairs and stopped in front of a heavy oak door.Ms. Eden took out a smooth iron key and put it in Svanyir's hand, looked at her with a smile in her eyes, and then glanced at the door.Svanil knowingly inserted the key into the lock, turned it twice, and with a click, the door opened.

What catches the eye is a vast space that does not match the small wooden door. The red threaded bricks are as high as a three-story building. There is a long long table in the middle of the room. The racks are filled with all kinds of wine, and at a glance, there must be at least a hundred rows. On the other side, there are big fat wine barrels stacked one by one, fully occupying most of the room!

Svanil opened his mouth slightly in surprise!

"Then I think you have to learn about all kinds of wine in the future." Ms. Eden's voice with a gentle smile sounded in my ear.

"Hey!" This was the umpteenth time Svanil sighed in half a month.If I had known at that time, I shouldn't have rejected my father's proposal and arranged a department for her in advance.This is good, wine cellar?wine cellar!Listen to what Louisa says: "My God! It's unbelievable to have you manage a wine cellar!" And see Joyce's reaction to knowing her practice is wine cellar management: "I have to say let a It is extremely inappropriate for a noble lady to manage the wine cellar."She would rather go forging iron now!

There was a beeping knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A male elf dressed as an attendant walked in, "Miss Cofell, these are the new malt wines that arrived today." He walked in pushing a four-wheeled cart, which contained about twenty barrels of fat wine. Oak barrels.

Svanil went over and opened one of them to smell, a smell of... malt?She doesn't know what malt tastes like, but since it's said to be malt wine, let's just say it tastes like malt!Open the roster and check, "Follow me, it should be placed in... District 5."

After placing the wine, the two elves left.Liu Sifanyier continued to ferment in the wine cellar alone, ah no, it was complaining!Whining is nothing but whining, there is still work to be done.Sifanyier comforted himself repeatedly, if it comes, it will be safe; if it comes, then it will be safe.Pick up the roster and start counting the numbers of various wines.

"Mead, Zone 10, 320 bottles;

White wine, District 7, 580 bottles, 250 bottles will be taken away by Beiting after three days;

Whistler, Zone 6, 20 barrels, another 20 barrels next month;

…………

......"

Slowly, I have already reached Zone 1, which is the closest to the door.Svanil counted the wines on the shelves, and the time seemed extremely quiet in the underground wine cellar.At this moment, Svanil heard a very faint sound, as quiet as a feather passing across the ground.Sifanyier remained calm, didn't she bully others, did she dare to steal things when she knew she was a newcomer, didn't she!It just so happens that Miss Ben is in a bad mood and needs someone to vent her anger!Svanil pretended to count and moved to a favorable position.The movement of that person was transmitted to the eardrum through the air, and it was too late to say it, and at the same time Svanil turned around, and at the same time, his right hand slammed a silver knife from his sleeve——

Svanil was shocked at the spot, because the person standing opposite was none other than the prince of the Great Green Forest——Thrandil!I saw the silver knife was as fast as lightning, even an excellent warrior like Thranduil did not expect to be attacked in his own wine cellar, so for a while, he could barely dodge the flashing blade, and turned his head Long golden hair - With a snap, the knife was deeply inserted into the red wall, and a strand of golden hair fluttered to the ground.

For a moment, the sound in the wine cellar seemed to be sucked away.Svanil was surprised; Thranduil probably felt too embarrassed... maybe.

"I……"

"I..." The two said at the same time.

"you……"

"You..." The two said at the same time.

Thranduil and Svanil looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

"So, you came to steal Duo Weining?" At this moment, the two of them had already sat down at the long table in the wine cellar.Svanil took out a cup and poured Thranduil a cup of tea.

"I prefer to understand it as - 'take'" Thranduil corrected, frowning suddenly, "Why pour me tea?"

Svanil looked at Thranduil blatantly. She would not have dared to do this before, but now that the environment is so relaxed, such actions are natural, "Then what do you want to drink?"

"Have a cup of Duoweining!" The prince pouted, and pushed the cup forward arrogantly.

Now Svanil finally knows why there is always so little wine in the wine cellar!There are 18 bottles of white wine missing, 21 bottles of pure brandy missing, 5 barrels of mead missing, and a total of 49 bottles of Dovining just ordered!It is estimated that not only the respected Prince of the Big Green Forest, but her younger brother's "trickster squad" may often go to the wine cellar to do this kind of "taking" wine.Relying on their noble status, ordinary elves can't say anything even if they are caught.Lady Eden is really well-intentioned, Sivanyir clenched her fist secretly, and finally knew why she was assigned here: the best way to control the dude is to find a noble lady to sit in charge, so, who would dare to be blatant? To steal wine?It's been almost half a month since Svanil came here, probably the safest half month in the history of the wine cellar!

"I found out that there is a lot less wine here!" Sifanyier pretended to be deep and said.Pass the poured Dovinin to Thranduil.

Thranduil smiled, and said as a matter of course: "We all like to drink here."

In his heart, Svanil took the initiative to classify the "trickster squad" into the scope of "us" that Thranduil said.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Thranduil took a sip of wine, raised his pretty eyebrows and asked, "You don't like drinking?"

"It's not that I don't like it, I just think it tastes bad."

Thranduil stood up and poured a glass of Dovein, and handed it to Svanil, "Taste it."

Sifan Yier took a sip as he said, it was astringent, bitter, not good at all.

"The best Dovinin, the wheat for winemaking comes from the southern hills. The wheat that has gone through the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn is rich in nutrients and has a pure taste. Then put the sealed fermentation barrels in the caves in the eastern mountains, After a winter of brewing, it became..." Thranduil raised his glass, "Intoxicating Dovinin!"

Watching Thranduil's enthusiastic speech, and looking at the deep red wine in his glass, this wine is so knowledgeable, Svanil thought.

Seeing that the other party's interest was aroused, Thranduil was encouraged to go to the wine rack and kicked his legs, and when he landed, he held another bottle of wine in his hand.Bo opened the bottle, tasted it, savored it carefully with his tongue, and looked at Sifanyier in a blink of an eye: "This is Dovinin produced in the previous year, and the taste is astringent." Putting down the bottle, he took it from the wine rack The next bottle, he opened it, tasted it, "This is a new product this year, and it tastes a bit bitter." Finally, he searched the wine rack, took out a bottle, tasted it, and walked over to Svanil On the other hand, "This is from last year. It's neither bitter nor astringent. It's just right!"

Svanil tasted it, and it seemed to taste better.

"I'll just take this bottle away!" Thranduil rolled the bottle into his clothes while speaking.

Svanyir watched the prince of their big green forest take away the wine in the wine cellar in front of the wine cellar manager, is this really okay?While speaking, he had already walked to the door.

"His Royal Highness Prince!".

"Huh?" Thranduil opened the door with one hand, turned around halfway, his long blond hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, his face looked sideways at Svanil, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc that would kill anyone.

Swallowing, Svanil said unwillingly: "I am the wine cellar manager..."

"Oh!" Thranduil's blue eyes rolled up, "Thank you for the wine!"

Bang, the door closes.

Sifanyier was messed up in the wind inside the door...

In the next half month, the deserted wine cellar seemed to suddenly become lively.What I hear most is:

"Miss Svanil, you are so beautiful today!" "Managing the wine cellar has been hard work, Miss Coffel!" "Miss Coffel..." "Miss Svanil..."

The "tricksters" began to appear one after another. Take a bottle today and a bucket tomorrow.In comparison, other elves are much better: the elf warrior in the forest is very shy, and when he opens the door and sees her, he pretends to go wrong and leaves.When I met a few high-level generals, I talked to her very seriously about what happened in the big green forest recently, where I found extinct creatures, and where half-orcs haunted. On a bottle of wine.

At the end of the month, I reported to the Eden lady officer. When Sifanyier murmured that there were 20 bottles and two barrels of wine missing, the lady officer patted her and said approvingly that in the past, more than 100 bottles and seven or eight barrels of wine were missing in a month. Very good!

She was actually used as a gun, Sifanyier thought helplessly.

Even the best way has a shelf life.

Spring goes and spring comes, flowers wither and bloom, ten years is but a flick of a finger.On Svanil's last day as cellar keeper, all the "perennial drinkers" showed up.Open the mead, drink the Dovinin, sing and dance in the big red wine cellar!

After Sharon sang, she sat next to Sifanyier: "Sifanyier, it's my luck to have a friend like you in the past ten years, I respect you!" He raised his glass as he spoke.

Sifanyier also raised his wine glass in return, "I am lucky to have made friends like you. I believe that you will all achieve something in the future!"

"Long live friendship!" Sharon snapped.

"Long live friendship!" Everyone raised their glasses and dried up.

When I was drunk, I found that the mead was gone.Svanil thought about it, and there seemed to be a few barrels in the warehouse, so he got up and left the lively crowd and walked towards the underground warehouse.As he was walking, he heard footsteps and realized that it was Thranduil following.

"Why, help me carry the wine?"

Thranduil smiled, "I'm really interested in what you just said."

"What?"

"We're all going to achieve something."

"Oh~ that sentence" Svanil found the mead barrel, "because I think you all have what it takes to succeed."

"What conditions?"

Svanil took a closer look at Thranduil, and found that his blue eyes shone like jewels in the somewhat dim warehouse. "You promise to help me move the wine out and I'll tell you."

"Okay, I promise."

Sifanyier thought for a while, and said slowly: "People say 'success' must meet three conditions: first, persistence; second, shameless."

Thranduil was thoughtful: "What about the third one?"

"Third, insist on being shameless!"

There was a moment of silence.Then, everyone in the wine cellar heard the uncontrollable laughter of the big green forest prince coming from the underground warehouse!

Not long after, Lady Eden swiped a pen and wrote the word "excellent" on Svanil's practice report card. 500 years of schooling are over, and Svanil is ready to come of age.